Penny didn't want to be like her mother. Being a black witch was something she didn't want to be, "I don't want to turn to one."
"You won't. As you said, it might be one of the side effects of being the offspring of two different witches. The spells and the procedure must be different to different kinds of witches and isn't the same when it comes to how it would react," they stood up and Damien pulled Penny to his side, "If aunt Isabelle wrote this down, it is possible that she performed the forbidden magic."
Penny walked towards one of the glass shelves, looking at her reflection to see her eyes that had turned to slits. She felt like she was seeing a completely different person right now. This was not supposed to be happening. They were only testing to check if the potions could benefit and it was the same ones they had believed it to be by the scent of it but who knew she was walking in the path of the forbidden magic.
